AND HERE WE HAVE THE BIG REVEAL!
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The babies are about to be born...
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Despcription - Labour time bitchessss
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Chapter 16
"What?! But it can't, you're only, are you sure?!" Draco spluttered as Professor McGonagal looked at them curiously from the carriage.
"Yes I know it's only been eight months Draco, and do I look like an idiot? I think I can tell when three infants are trying to push themselves out of my vagina." Hermione snapped as Draco held up his hands slowly, and McGonagal rushed over to them.
"Miss Granger?"
Hermione smiled through gritted teeth as she awkwardly stepped around the puddle she'd created and made her way to the carriage door.
"It's time Professor I'm afraid." She said calmly as Draco ruffled his hair obsessively.
"But, the bag, our things, oh crap I'm not bloody ready for this, Merlin." Hermione shot him a filthy look as she dig around in the carriage.
"You're not ready?! Merlin's sake I'm the one who has to push three fucking children out of my"
"Ok Miss Granger that's quite enough, have you found the portkey yet?" McGonagal interrupted hastily as Hermione let out a cry of success as she waved a suitcase triumphantly.
She laid it out and left Draco to select the dirty boot carefully as she breathed slowly through a contraction.
"Draco could you possibly do that any slower." She hissed as Draco nervously held out the boot.
She snatched it off him, and held out the opposite end.
"Well then you blood idiot don't just"
The popped out of existence as Professor McGonagal let out a sigh of relief.
She certainly didn't envy Mr Malfoy.
Draco hastily grabbed hold of Hermione's arm when they landed to ensure she didn't topple over, and looked up to the hustle and bustle of St. Mungos.
"Right ok, so which desk do you think we need to" He was cut off as Hermione let out a loud groan and clutched her knees breathing deeply.
Draco couldn't have looked more lost.
"Go to the general check in desk now you dolt!" She cried, taking a seat as she dialled her parents' home phone with shaky hands.
Draco rushed up to the front desk, desperately trying to get through to the swarmed executive.
"Sir, excuse me sir!" He called, trying to get past the several people with various objects lodged in their bodies and strange rashes covering their faces.
"Dammit." He muttered, realising this wasn't going to work.
He looked back to Hermione to see her looking desperately up at him from her seat in the waiting area.
He couldn't let her down.
He grabbed his wand and flicked it at his throat quickly, before clearing his throat and bellowing over the voices of the crowds.
"EXCUSE ME, SIR, BUT WHERE IS THE BIRTHING UNIT?" He tried his best to sound polite, especially since he was terrified and anxious, not to mention exceedingly loud.
The receptionist almost jumped out of his seat as he looked up as Draco quickly flicked his wand once more, and smiled.
With a trembling arm as the rest of the crowds stared at the young wizard boy before them all.
Draco followed his gesture to a unit in the far corner of the entryway, labelled "Birthing and MidWitchery unit."
Draco nodded his thanks, before pulling up a wheelchair for a stunned looking Hermione and helping her into it.
"That was a very complex spell." Was all she could manage to splutter as they made their way through the hastily recovered crowds that had returned back to normal.
He shrugged, smirking slightly at her comment.
"And you wondered how I always managed to get second top of the year in charms." He winked as Hermione smiled up at him.
"I've called my parents, they're on their way, and I think McGonagal will be retrieving our things from my dormitory as soon as she can." Hermione chattered, enjoying the time she wasn't spent almost doubled over in pain.
Draco nodded, barely listening as they entered the hive of activity that was the maternity ward.
If he'd thought the central entryway was busy, it was nothing compared to this.
Various screams from pained mothers, and the occasional babies wail added to the chaos, and Draco looked completely bewildered as he rushed up to the main desk.
A friendly looking elderly witch looked up from her tea and smiled.
"How can I help you sweetheart?"
"Um, she's giving birth." He stuttered, while Hermione groaned and rolled her eyes. And it had nothing t do with the contractions.
"Draco I swear to Merlin you are being worse than useless right now. Hello Miss I'm Hermione Granger patient number 343G, carrying triplets, my mid witch is Mrs-"
Hermione broke off for a few seconds as she breathed heavily through a contraction before looking up, smiling and continuing.
"Alins?" The receptionist looked mildly impressed, before quickly checking a few of her notes and nodding.
"OK sweetie, you're gonna go down the hall, three rights and you're room 42, a private ward as you requested."
"Thank you." Draco smiled charmingly, trying to regain some of his composure now that he had some idea of what was actually going on.
He quickly wheeled Hermione down the corridor and into their room, closing the door behind them as he helped her up.
"Do you need anything? Food, water, a lie down?" Draco asked quickly, heading straight to the fireplace as he checked there was floo powder.
Hermione smiled slightly as she took a seat on the bed.
"I'm doing fine thanks right now, to be honest the contractions aren't that painful right now I think I've got a while to go." She muttered, wincing again as a particularly bad one passed on.
"Well let me know ok? We have powder, so if you need to talk to anyone or need me to get anyone just let me know."
Hermione shook her head quickly as she cried out in pain.
"Please don't go, they're getting worse I think." She complained, clutching Draco's hand as he tried his best not to wince in pain.
"Hermione! Hun you managed to keep those sweeties in for longer than expected, just a month early is pretty good!" Smiled the mid witch as she entered the ward, bringing with her several potions, tests and a few stress balls.
"Ok, so if you wanna tell me a little bit about the contractions, we can figure out how long this is gonna be!"
Whilst Hermione and the mid witch engaged in lengthy conversation, Draco noticed the fire blazing unusually bright, and ran to it, already knowing someone was calling.
"Draco? Malfoy is that you?!" He recognised the voice, and soon the smiling face of Ginny Weasley as she blinked a few times and began to speak.
"How's Hermione doing we heard she went into labour about an hour ago?"
Draco nodded ad looked back to see his fiancé still in deep conversation as she tried not to cry out between contractions.
"Yeah she's doing ok, I'm not entirely sure I understand the whole contractions thing, because I didn't technically have time to read any of those lady books she gave me," He admitted sheepishly as Ginny rolled her eyes.
He couldn't see her fully, but Draco just knew she was putting her hands on her hips and adopting her famous Molly Weasley pose.
"Oh you complete dolt." She muttered, before turning back with a bright smile.
"I appreciate Hermione probably can't talk right now, but let her know that me and Harry are on our way. There are a lot of people coming to visit, I'll warn you of that now, but I think most will be showing after the babies are born."
Draco nodded, he hadn't really been expecting any less.
"Alright, so unfortunately I'll be seeing you and Potter in a bit then?" He teased as Ginny rolled her eyes again and disappeared.
"Well darling, you're doing very well, but unfortunately it looks like there's a while to go. I'll come back and check on you in a few hours, or sooner if you need anything." The Mid Witch smiled, waving sweetly as she left the room.
"Well she's annoying." Muttered Hermione, bouncing idly on the muggle exercise ball the mid witch had left for her.
"That was Weaslette, ok Ginny that was calling by the way, her and Pott- Harry are on their way." Draco smiled, before leaving to grab them some snacks.
"Cool, oh and Draco?" She called out, and he spun around quickly checking she was ok.
"Get me some chocolate frogs?"
"Twelve hours already?! Goodness me what a trooper." Molly Weasley gasped as she and the rest of the Weasley's milled around outside Hermione's ward.
They were all sipping the tea and coffee Draco had bought them on his last run, and he'd returned to the room along with Hermione's parents.
"Yes, but be careful not to mention that to her, you don't want to anger the beast." Harry muttered, nursing the slight bruise from Hermione's slipper as Molly Weasley clipped his ear.
"Harry James Potter you just watch your tongue." She reprimanded as Ginny and George sniggered.
"And as for you two," Molly rounded on her children, causing their smug smirks to instantly disappear.
"Both of you go off and double check that McGonagal isn't letting anymore visitors in. We don't need more people cluttering up the ward!" She snapped as Ginny and George nodded half-heartedly.
Hermione had never been much of a screamer, and labour was no different.
Instead she was preferring to throw the occasional object, make long groaning sounds and verbally abuse anyone who tried to talk to her.
"You're doing great honey." Draco smiled, as Hermione shot him a death glare before wiping back a strand of sweat slicked hair.
"Shut it Malfoy it's your fault I'm in this mess."
Mr Granger stifled a laugh as his wife slapped his arm.
"Hello sweetie!" Called the overly cheery mid witch as she entered the room once more, looking confusedly at the smashed vase in the far corner of the room.
"Wow, twelve hours honey you're a trooper!" She beamed as Hermione tried to smile back.
"Thank you. I'm not entirely sure why this is taking so long, I read up and the average triplets labour is less than eight hours." She groaned, leaning back in her bed.
Draco leant down and carefully wiped away the sweat from her forehead with a damp cloth.
"Well, I can tell you know that Phoenix must be looking down on you and smiling sweetheart, because it looks like you're ready to push." Smiled the mid witch as Hermione beamed.
"Phoenix?!" Her dad muttered confusedly as Hermione shot him a look.
"Jesus dad, the star that's brightest in the sky tonight for Merlin's sake." Hermione spat as Mr Granger raised his hands in submission.
He left the room as the two other mid witches entered, and the main mid witch pulled Hermione's legs into the braces and raised the sheets.
"Right, ok Hermione you opted for a natural birth but let me tell you sweetheart, even with or magic this is certainly not going to be easy." Hermione nodded, not speaking as pain racked her frame.
She breathed through the huge contraction, and then relaxed.
"Ok, so when the next contraction comes, I want you to push." Hermione was relieved when she discovered the all too smiley mid witch actually did have a back bone, and smiled weakly as Draco held her hand.
Hermione took a deep breath, and when the familiar pain came, she pushed.
The pain was blinding, practically numbing.
But she didn't scream, didn't even shout.
She was completely silent as she focused every ounce of her energy on pushing.
She leant back, completely exhausted and breathed heavily as the mid witch beamed.
"Fantastic job Hermione, amazing." She could hear Draco whispering softly in her ear, she couldn't quite make out what he was actually saying, but she squeezed his hand weakly as she prepared for the next contraction.
"Ok, ready Hermione, and PUSH!" The mid witch yelled, and the girl didn't need to be told twice.
She could see her mother crying quietly as the mid witch smiled at her.
"Ok, now Hermione I know it's hard but I can almost see the head and you're going to need to push for twice as long next time do you understand me?" The mid witch asked carefully as Hermione nodded, too exhausted for words.
The next push was pure agony, Hermione felt so close to giving up.
She'd been pushing for what felt like eternity, and still nothing, no cry, no screams of delight.
She felt herself giving out, growing tired.
"Hermione Granger don't you dare give up on me now." The familiar growling husky tone of Draco Malfoy whispered in her ear, and she almost managed a smile as she gripped his hand tight, closed her eyes and pushed.
A tiny sob broke the silence in her mind, shattered the quiet.
She opened her eyes, and saw that Draco was crying quietly as the mid witch quickly wrapped the baby in a towel.
"Here's your beautiful baby girl number one." The witch smiled, carefully passing the screeching child over to a shaking, haggard Hermione.
She could feel the tears of relief as she held her tiny screaming daughter in her arms, and kissed her head softly.
She knew from the books on multiples she'd read that after giving birth to one, it was normal procedure to wait at least thirty minutes until the next baby was born, and so Hermione revelled in the short amount of time she had until three became four.
"Hermione? Hermione dear I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to push a little earlier than usual, baby number two is on the way out and clearly can't wait." The mid witch said gently as Hermione looked up in surprise.
"What?! But,"
"I can promise you it won't take as long as last time darling, as I said, this little one's well on the way."
Hermione gave Draco a desperate look as she felt her bottom lip begin to tremble in defeat.
"Draco I, I don't think I can." She whimpered, the overwhelming pain washing over her like crashing waves.
Draco had no idea what he was supposed to do.
His mind whirred as he tried to think of possible solutions, ways to help.
And then it came to him.
He looked down at Hermione, and leant in close, kissing her ear delicately before he spoke.
"No, you're right." She looked at him in complete surprise.
"You know why? Because I bet you can't." He grinned.
Despite her better judgement, Hermione never could deny a challenge.
"Oh really?" She growled, turning to the mid witch before smiling weakly and gripping the sides of the bed as she prepared herself.
"I'm ready."
Baby girl number two was born healthy and screaming just moments after her sister, and Hermione prepared herself in case number three was just as eager as her sisters.
But that was when everything started to go blurry.
She felt someone take number two from her arms, but Hermione couldn't find the energy to argue.
She could see the swimming shape of someone very blonde in front of her, but couldn't make out any other details.
She smiled slightly and blinked slowly, knowing that for some reason it was a bad idea for her to go to sleep.
But she was so, so very tired…
"Hermione? Hermione!" Draco cried, shaking her shoulders gently as the two heart beats on the screen beside the bed began to slow.
"We have to hurry, theatre nine, call Healer Lawrence on the way Alice." Snapped the lead mid witch, grabbing hold of Hermione's bed as her parents looked on in shock and horror, still clutching their two grandchildren.
"What's going on, please what's happening?!" Draco stuttered, completely ignoring the various worried enquiries from the Weasleys waiting outside as they rushed past with the gurney.
"We have to get her into the theatre as soon as we can for an emergency C-section, or we could lose both her and the baby." The mid witch explained briefly as Draco almost collapsed then and there.
"What?!" He gasped, throwing on the gown one of the witches had just thrown him as they burst through the doors of the operating theatre.
He stood by her side the entire time, clutching her hand as she swam in and out of consciousness.
He refused to look beyond the screen keeping his eyes trained on his beautiful fiancé for fear she'd slip away from him.
It was after all of fifteen minutes, that he was awoken from his reverie to the sound of weak, shrill screams.
Hermione's eyes fluttered weakly open as her head began to clear.
Now the baby was born the magical potions immediately began to take effect, and she blinked several times, her hand regaining strength and clutching at Draco's as she looked about her nervously.
"And here you go," The mid witch smiled, stepping to their side of the screen with a small pink angry baby in her arms. "Number three. A gorgeous little boy."
Hermione smiled as she and Draco sat together, silence finally cascading over their ward as the Weasley's had left for home after meeting the three tiny Malfoy-Grangers.
"They're so beautiful." Hermione sniffed, kissing the top of her little boys head lightly so as to not wake him up.
Draco wiped away a tear and smiled down at one of the two little girls, overjoyed.
The oldest girl had wisps of brown hair, similar to her mothers, and the usual crystal blue eyes belonging exclusively to babies.
The second little girl, who Carol Granger was currently rocking, had even less hair then her sister's, but hers was the Malfoy pale blonde.
Hermione looked down on her little boy happily, as he blinked slowly and opened one of his gorgeous eyes.
Hermione had known from the moment he was born that he was the special one.
Their little surprise, their little fighter.
His eyes blinked, a gorgeous pale, electric violet.
She kissed the top of his head once more as Carol coughed lightly to get her attention.
"Well dear, I know you had ideas for these two, but what are you going to call your little surprise?"
Hermione looked to Draco and smiled, they'd discussed this earlier in the day along with Ginny.
The eldest girl with chestnut hair had already been named, documents signed. Meredith Narcissa Granger-Malfoy.
Her younger sister had also been named, Celeste Seraphina Granger-Malfoy.
But after they'd asked for a little more time to name their son, they'd both come to a similar conclusion.
"His first name is Elijah, it means blessed, strong which seemed appropriate." Draco grinned, they'd all known how close he'd been to death's door.
"And his middle name is Phoenix, the star that was shining the night he was born." Smiled Hermione.
"We went with star names for all three as it's Black family tradition." Draco explained, referring to the names Celeste, Narcissa and Phoenix of course.
"And obviously, Narcissa has added meaning." Draco smiled sadly, looking down at Meredith lovingly.
"She would have been so proud Draco, of everything you've done." Hermione smiled, stroking his cheek as he leant in for a kiss.
Elijah shrieked and began to cry.
"Guess we better get used to that!" Draco grinned, rolling his eyes as he stood up to retrieve one of the bottles.
Hermione smiled.
They were a family.
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